When people discuss Stephen King adaptions, this one sometimes get unfairly overlooked. Sure some of the special effects are a bit dated (and its a tad cheesy, as well), and the novel itself is better (which is usually the case with film adaptions of the books anyways) yet this is a pretty memorable movie. The evil cat as displayed in that picture isn't the only thing I ended up taking away from this movie, especially since its directed by a woman (a rarity when it comes to horror films) and manages to be downright freaky after a rather slow first 20 minutes. After it gets going, though, all bets are off and events spiral downward into madness.
Death is everywhere, and always among us. We fear death, even those (like myself) who believe there is an afterlife, that death is not the end. For Pet Sematary, death can be the end, yet there is a place where that is not so; it is the beginning. The doorway into a black hole, a darkness that few can imagine and none can truly understand. The local old man, Judd, describes this best when he discusses a man's heart, the rockiness of the soul and secrets and lies hidden within. No shovel or trowel can pierce the stones. "Dead is better" only in this case, as crossing that sacred plain (which the film does numerous times) results in the unnatural, the unholy, even damming the innocents.
That is the crux of this film, which quickly descends into a walking nightmare, barely stopping, constantly relentless. Once you manage to step over the thresh hold, venture into the great beyond, and walk on that formally sacred ground, there is no turning back. Unfortunately for this film's group of people, they fail to realize that until its too late. 83
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